Saturday, August 15, 2009

The stray child took a detour one dayAs he looked up, it's already duskThe crowbars after school, the town by the hill

With gentle laughter beside himHis days pass byThe flame of darkness hidden in his heart has went outLeaving only the smell of alcohol lamp

Keep changing, don't blame yourselfKeep running, like the wind, and shine even more

The dreams he had between the class periodsWhenever he closed his azure blue eyesThe time for the two was never enoughThe days come and leave quietlyPutting a cover on his empty dishLooking beyond the science classroom's windowsHe could see the clouded blue sky

Keep changing, I'm still watching you from afarKeep running, walking with the blowing wind

Always taking a detour like thisAlways a stray child like thisAlways chasing after the wind of light like thisAlways walking like this